High Tide - Walking Down Their Outlook lyrics

Have you met the gods who have to die? Served by all and feared by those who cry Wisdom in the form of tears Brought to them in cups of fear by you Wake me from this evil night Shatter it with rays of light Through which we'll take to flight Shedding the nightmare Nowhere can you run nowhere to hide Walking down the outlooks they provide Grave is my love she knows why we shall live, and never die, do you? Wake me from this evil night Shatter it with rays of light Through which we'll take to flight Shedding the nightmare